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Понедельник, 15 Декабря 2008 г. 03:51 + в цитатник

...The ending part was awkward to write and if you know the spoilers behind the Ashfords, then you'd definitely see why it was awkward. XD

Title: Lethargy
Fandom: Resident Evil Code: Veronica
Pairings: Alfred/Alexia
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers, twincest
Status: Finished
Summary: Alexia believes in something that Alfred seems not to agree with.

That day alone had changed Alfred Ashford's view on their father.

"Do you not see, brother? He is the villain pulling the strings," his mirror had told him. "This is the reason he must pay. He has tarnished what Veronica has given the Ashfords."

That had been the reason that he helped force his father down as Alexia injected the substance into him. He agreed with her, after all.

Alexander's health degraded from there. Alfred knew it was from the virus; Alexia had said that it was in its trial stages. That was why he was so shocked to see that his sister was holding another syringe in her hand.

"Alexia, why is it you have that?" The question was asked innocently enough. Alexia always did share with him--he was the only person worthy enough for her thoughts.

"I plan to inject myself, dear brother." She had said it with a simple smile and yet Alfred's eyes had widened in shock.

"No! I cannot allow you to!" he cried, a slender hand wrapping around his sister's small wrist. "Please, I do not wish to see you like our pathetic father!"

But she only shook her head. "Do not worry, Alfred," she said softly, her free hand gently placing itself onto his. "I know what it is I'm doing. I will place myself in stasis for 15 years. That will give my body enough time to adapt. By then, my brother, we can restore the Ashford name, much like Veronica had intended."

Even though the words she shared had been somewhat soothing, Alfred could not smother the unease he felt inside. This would mean that he would be alone for 15 years... His beloved twin would not be with him.

"Please, Alexia," he tried again, "reconsider what it is you're doing. The T-Veronica is still in its trial runs!"

"It is." She had nodded before pulling her brother close to her body. "Alfred, you will not be able to change my mind. We must do this for the family name."

He only clenched his eyes together. He wasn't going to cry. Ashfords didn't cry.

"Alright." It was murmured so softly, but Alexia still heard it. It brought a content smile across her lips and she pulled the boy back enough so she could place a solid kiss to his lips.

"We will emerge victorious, dear brother." Alfred said nothing, only pulled himself from his sister's grasp as she brought the syringe over to her left arm. "The Ashford family will emerge from the ashes."

---

Sapphire eyes stared at him from the glass. Long, golden hair cascaded over slender shoulders. His sister was absolute perfection. "The Ashford family will emerge from the ashes, dear brother," came the soft voice.

Alfred could only nod, an action that had been mirrored by the other before he turned around.

"Do not worry, Alexia. I shall succeed for you, my queen."

Alfred always was curious as to why his sister remained in her room. He assumed it had been to stay away from the filth. Even so, he never brought himself to question her reasoning.

He was her soldier, after all.

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